Come to Seattle again.

Seattle in autumn is different from last time.

The snow line of Rainier Snow Mountain has dropped a lot, and there is a black thing on the mountainside, which should be the camp for mountaineering enthusiasts.

The hills were yellow, with a little green mixed in them. After watching the snow for two or three days, Han Xuan felt a sense of intimacy with these scenery.

The temperature reached about ten degrees, and I took off my clothes again. When I was thirsty, I picked up the bottle of water, took a small sip and put it down.

It's not enough to hold it in, you can no longer add pressure to the bladder, it will explode

After choosing a square to land, he saw an administrator asking, Gabriel reached into his pocket and smiled and reached out to the other party.

The administrator also reached out, looked down, patted his shoulder with kindness, and left immediately. He also placed warning signs around the helicopter, prohibiting contact from others.

Han Xuan felt the comfortable sea breeze, and the passers-by were wearing thick clothes, which was already very cold for them, but for these people who came from dozens of degrees below zero, they could take off their pants and run naked.

He opened his mouth and asked Gabriel, "He knows you?"

Gabriel narrowed his eyes and shook his head, saying narcissisticly: "Perhaps because I have a charm, he decided to help us selflessly."

"I'm selfless. If you didn't give him a hundred dollars to tip, how could you let us stop the helicopter?"

Jason mocked his tone and dismantled his station, "I saw it with my own eyes, and I knew it was a hundred dollars when I smelled the ink."

Han Xuan really didn't realize that he had stuffed money. The only contact between the two was the handshake and said, "How did you do it?"

Gabriel reached into his pocket and signaled Han Xuan to shake hands with him.

Han Xuan felt something in his palm, picked it up and took a look, one folded one hundred dollars.

He shook the banknotes at him, put them in his jacket pocket, and said with a smirk: "I picked up a hundred dollars and I was just hungry. Please go and eat."

"Ha ha!"

Gonzalez put his hand on Gabriel's shoulder. He was silent for him, speaking in a weird voice: "I know there is a good cafeteria, and this money should be enough."

"You're not talking about the crab-pot seafood buffet restaurant? We went to another place last time and changed our homes. We had to change our clothes if we had seafood flavor."

Jason looked around and continued, "There is something more important now."

He originally wanted to rent a car, but Irving next to him said seriously: "Yes, look for the toilet."

OK. This is indeed the most important thing.

Han Xuan felt that he could not hold it in.

No car rental dealer was found nearby. After solving the physiological problems, I decided to take a taxi to find Anthony first.

A yellow taxi can be squeezed into it.

As soon as they got into the car, the old driver held the back of the seat and turned around and said happily: "Hi! Chinese boy, I saw you again. Haven't you returned from the last trip?"

"No, it's the second time. What a coincidence."

"Yes, Seattle has more than 6,000 taxis that can actually pull you twice. Where are you going this time?"

The old man started the car and said, "It's very beautiful. It can attract you to come over again. Can you ask where your home is?"

He saw that something was wrong with these people. When most of the drivers became chatterboxes, they stayed in the car all day and could only chat with passengers.

Speaking of the word gossip, they are the number one among all professions, driving a taxi but worrying about journalists.

By the way, they also act as a trash can and a psychiatrist. Passengers like to say anything to such strangers.

Han Xuan replied with a smile: "Northwest Montana is not far from here."

"It won't be the one I said in the news

Han! I remembered it, it’s Han, right?

Baby Han? The author of "Harry Potter"?"

The old driver instantly forgot that he was still driving. He turned around and found the boy in the back row nodding, laughing and said, "When will the next movie be released?

I couldn’t pull passengers some time ago, and I read your books while resting on the roadside!”

The bodyguards hurriedly shouted: "Lu! Road! Look at the road!"

The taxi just drove past the parking line. The pedestrians on the zebra crossing jumped. Several people raised their middle fingers to despise him and did not dare to hit him. The driver found that it was a red light and turned back.

Without installing a camera or a traffic policeman, he wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and muttered: "It's so dangerous, otherwise he would be fined, and the whole day of the shift will be gone."

Gabriel was so amused that he was laughing and crying. Is this the point?

When Han Xuan heard this long-lost name, he was not at all friendly, but instead felt a sense of shame.

I blamed Teacher Angelica for posting this name. Now that she is famous, it is difficult to change. Changing it means that a large part of the fame accumulated in the past will disappear.

Some time ago, a publishing house in China sent a letter to ask about the agency publishing. At the beginning, he wrote: Dear Mr. Hamburger, I am

Han Xuan thought he was ＊?!!!

Such.

"It will take several months for the next movie to go, sorry."

"No, no, no, it's okay, as long as the plot is fun, I will definitely buy it!

O God!

I actually pulled such a young billionaire and helped me sign an autograph on the chair. From now on, I won’t wash the car anymore!”

Seeing that he had actually handed over a pen, Han Xuan signed his name on the driver's seat, and smiled and said, "That's not OK. No one dares to sit down if it's dirty."

"It's okay, you said you've been here, and even if you've been in the garbage dump, they'll rush in. Maybe I should talk to the company about the increase in the starting price..."

When I met an old book friend who was talking nonsense, I passed by quickly.

I saw the Pike Market again and saw the first Starbucks on the world across the street. Its signature is different from other Starbucks stores. Its old trademark looked a bit rustic before it was changed.

After driving forward for a few minutes, we arrived at the Hilton Hotel in the city center.

The taxi parked at the door and welcomed the guests to open the door. They accidentally found that the passenger wanted to pay, but the veteran driver refused to accept it and stared at him and became angry.

Sighing in secretly the strangeness.

The old driver finally confiscated the money and even used the argument that he looked down on him.

What a familiar scene, I have never encountered it in the United States, so Han Xuan couldn't help asking him if he had a Chinese relative.

I didn't expect that there was really, his son-in-law was

The two girls stood at the door like they were punished, motionless. A middle-aged man dressed as a housekeeper lowered his head and said, "They looked out the door together with anger."

Han Xuan also saw them, all wearing white cotton jackets, one of them was older.

The middle-aged man bent down and said, "Hello, Han.

We have been waiting for you for a long time after we heard that you are coming.

Charlie Hilton, the sixth son of Chairman Barron Hilton, is talking to Mr. Anthony, and I will take you there.

This is the two daughters of Mr. Charlie Hilton, who is Paris Hilton, thirteen years old.

And this one, Nikki Hilton, is the same age as you.

Mr. Charles told me, if you are hungry, take you to the restaurant for food first."

Han Xuan stretched out his hand: "Thank you."

The other party raised his hand and found that the boy's palm fell and folded for one hundred dollars.

I plan to try the new skills I just learned, but I actually made a fool of myself for the first time.

Fortunately, the skin was thick, and when he heard the laughter of Jebrill and the others, he pretended not to hear it, shrugged, "Then go and have some food. I'm very happy to meet you, Nikki, and Paris."

Seeing the face in front of him that was a little different from the future, a video that had been forgotten for a long time suddenly popped up in Han Xuan's mind.

If you think about it carefully, I still saw it in high school.
Chapter completed!